Le Mal Aimé, Part 138: Rebel Moon | MZ

As with Michael Bay, I was waiting (if not patiently) for the day when Zack Snyder produced something that I found essential, and even when it finally happened, it took a while to surge. The first criticisms of his riff “Star Wars” in two parts “Star Wars” “Rebel Moon” were not nice, but the rumors of an even more explicit director of director kept me in suspense. I could feel my kind of film arriving on the plate ready to swing.

I was not disappointed.

Suddenly, Randian’s abject vision of his superhero films found a purchase in a story that I could take. Here, the superiority of some is not to destroy civilization or exalt it in its fragility-there must be people who need to save to justify their heroism, and the superhero must make the Herculean choice to share its gifts with a disgusting civilization. No, the heroes of “Rebel Moon” were imperfect and miserable, inspired to become freedom fighters. Like “6 basement” and “ambulance” of Bay, the spectacle was concentrated inward, towards the damage perpetrated against individuals as a mirror of damage suffered by an entire people.

Everyone needs solidarity; Everyone needs to feel that their work is not stolen; Everyone wants to believe that a brighter tomorrow is on the way. Not much gives me hope these days, but I know that I saw this symphony beautifully made up of gore in the past year.